A conversation with the sacred – Listening to the stones – Crystal Grid Healing
Until the whole self is purified
may it burn all
that does not belong
that does not serve the whole
to render home in the cosmic blueprint
the balance of what is
torn from what was only holding on
exploring what lies beneath the illusions
fathoming the faults
rendering death gently to the core’s light
understanding the architect of life is one’s own
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The arrival
the unfolding
will be known
by love
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Is it already 3 years ago?…this grid woke me up in the middle of the night, calling me out to lay her down…and up to this day…this one still intrigues me every day…engraved deep down into my soul…still speaking, still listening….still bowing down to her wisdom.
May healing meet you
with your hands open
and your heart even more
may you grant yourself the right
to receive
and treasure the release
of all you were holding onto
that does not belong
to be transformed
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The wind blows my words to you
and somehow it seems to
unveil the stories of yourself to you
and I remain somewhere in the shade
watching the light unravel its rays
coming out
it voices the cries
of reminiscence
of recognition
of knowing it all without knowing why
and the moment when the wind brings rain
the thunder rises to a purple sky
I can reassure you
there is more poetry to convey
in the darkest of the storms
not by my words
but by your light
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